and so continues the story... please review :) can anything bring Santana off this high of Brittany saying yes? Hmm we'll see :D
Things just kept developing physically, but not moving anywhere. I was leaving Brittany's house early one morning. I walked back towards my house, my hands deep in my pockets and my brain deep in thought. I needed to talk to someone I trusted. It was hard for me to trust people after the issues I had with my parents; swearing blind they'd be there and boom, leaving me stranded. There were only two people I trusted, Brittany, obviously and Quinn. I also met her at cheer camp when we were eight; she was a leader even then. We got along great and had similar ideas to how we wanted things done. After the baby drama we were still close, I was there for her, but don't tell anyone. I helped her as much as I could and I felt bad that the best I could offer her was a crappy couch, and don't get me wrong I love Q but I'm not getting back problems from that couch because I gave her my bed.
I dialled Quinn's number into my cell phone and it rang twice.
"Hello?"
"Hey Q, meet me in Breadsticks tonight, at eight."
"Oh a date, what will I wear?" She retorted.
"Quinn, seriously." I growled.
"Crap, that means we have to talk... I gotta go but I'll be there S, don't worry." She said goodbye and hung up.
I put my phone back in my pocket and breathed a sigh of relief. Q always knew how to sort out any problem I had; especially problems that involved Brittany, even though they were few and far between. They always involved me getting too angry, I was magically the one always in the wrong; but I don't think that Brittany can physically do wrong against anyone anyway.
I headed to Breadsticks and saw Quinn in a booth already waiting. I walked over and slid into the booth, I hugged her and smiled. She picked up a menu and began searching.
"How you been S?" She said without looking away from the menu.
"I don't really know recently, up and down, you?"
"Good actually, Ms Corcoran let me see Beth last weekend and she's grown so much." She smiled to herself at the thought. "So what's happened San?"
As I was about to answer the waiter decided to pop up out of nowhere and ask for our orders.
"Water and Caesar Salad by two, thanks." Quinn said confidently.
The waiter grabbed the menus then turned on his heels and headed back towards the kitchen.
"Alright, what's up?"
"It's kinda serious Q" I said in a worried voice.
"Now I'm concerned Santana, go on..." She trailed off and took one of my hands and gripped it gently.
I loved how after Quinn had her baby she got all motherly like this. Having Beth made her so mature and that's why I know I can tell her pretty much anything and she won't judge or hate me. She wasn't a stupid teenager like the rest of us; she had a good head on shoulders.
"It's about me and Britt." I started off.
"Did you shout at her again, or something?" she chuckled.
"No... It's nothing like that."
"Then what the hell is it?" She said confusedly.
"Well... I like, love her Q." I said silently.
"Of course you do she's your best friend!"
"No, not like that, like the other way." I mumbled awkwardly.
"Oh sorry I get you, so? What's the issue then?"
"Maybe the fact that the whole town isn't as accepting as you Quinn. You see how they treat Hummel."
"Hmmm, yea I know, but if you love her you should at least try, no?" She suggested.
I nodded in agreement and noticed the waiter return with our meals. He dropped a plate in front of Quinn and then one in front of me.
"You should just ask her today, get it over with, I know she'll say yes anyway." She said nonchalantly.
"Hopefully... but Q how come your so calm about all of this?"
"It's not like I didn't see this coming if I'm honest San, you and Brittany were always meant to be. You two were always so close, even since cheer camp and sometimes too close." She giggled.
"Oh that's not embarrassing..." I could feel my face turn slightly pink.
She put her fork down and looked into my eyes. "You just gotta go with it Santana if it's going to work, ok?" I could tell she was serious.
I nodded and tried to make a start on my food, but hunger wasn't really one of my priorities right now. Quinn was right, I was being a coward. I needed to talk to Britt. I just wanted to go straight to her but I couldn't just leave. I pushed my food around my plate and gazed at it. Quinn wasn't inquiring as to why I wasn't eating and I was glad, I didn't want my thoughts to be interrupted. What exactly could say to Brittany? How could I word it? I didn't want her to get confused and get the wrong end of the stick.
Quinn finished her salad and looked over to my plate.
"Someone was hungry tonight." She exclaimed sarcastically.
"Shut up Quinn, I was thinking."
"I know darling, I know. So are you going to speak with Brittany tonight?" she said motherly.
"Yea, I'll call her and tell her to come over."
"Alright, I know this is important, so go and I'll grab the bill." I loved when Quinn was all caring.
I wrapped Quinn in a hug and slid out of the booth I told her I'd let her know how it goes and she wished me luck.
I got outside and the air was crisp. I took out my cell phone and pressed one on the speed dial. It rung a couple of times and she picked up.
"No mom I want duck pyjamas... Hello?"
"Hey B."
"San!" She exclaimed
"Listen, I want you to come over tonight, is that cool?"
"Yup I'll be there in about five or six." She said unsurely.
"Well let yourself in, because I'm not there, I should be back in about twenty minutes."
"Ok see you then." She said as she hung up.
I got back in my car and put the keys in the ignition.
I pulled up outside my house and noticed my bedroom light on. The butterflies began to beat the inside of my stomach. I got out of the car and headed up to the front door. I made my way in and hung up my coat.
"B?" I yelled. I heard movements from above me and seconds later Brittany was bounding down the stairs.
She ran to me and enveloped me in a hug. She felt so warm and smelled of fresh flowers. Her hair swished softly onto my face and I caught the scent of vanilla. My arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her closer. I eased myself away just enough to cup her face in my hands. I brought our lips closer together until they met in a sweet kiss. I lightly sucked on her bottom lip and it was enough to elicit a slight moan from her.
We pulled away to breathe after the beautiful moment. I took her hand and brought her into the living room. I sat her down on the couch and she brought her legs up to sit crossed legged facing me. She stared off into the distance grinning.
"I want to ask you something Brittany..." I trailed off awaiting her attention.
She snapped back to reality and nodded.
I continued on. "Umm Britt, you know how we're really close and all. How we love each other?"
She nodded again paying full attention. This was good because I always liked getting straight to the point.
"Well I was wondering... do you wanna like... go out with me?"
She beamed. "YES!" She exclaimed. I was completely taken by surprise and she took that opportunity to jump me.
She was too fast for me; she pinned me on my back and raised my arms above my head. She lowered her lips down to mine and teased me for a moment I groaned and broke out of her grip, I took hold of the back of her head and pulled her closer and we kissed with desperation; each kiss wanting more. She grinded me and grabbed my breast through my shirt. I moaned loudly as she palmed me.
We brought it upstairs only to get more heated.
And apparently (after a not so very in depth conversation) I'm the boyfriend. Great.